The alphabet is a journey of 26 letters...
Each letter begins a new story.
While I was shocked by the conversations…
Of these writers of MVRWA….
I was also intrigued…
And while not sure yet what to think…
I liked these women.
They made me laugh.
They got my juices flowing.
(writer juices, that is)
And then…
One Propositioned me.
“Would you like to join us for—
Oh no!
Join them?
For what?
Some kinky kind of—
“Lunch? the woman asked.”
Before I could think…
My brain farted and I blurted out…
“Sure. Love to.”
Ah? Where was lunch?
Some underground club?
(are there such places in Toledo?)
Hmm? I could approach "lunch" like research...
Or an adventure…
And lord, at my age, adventures don’t come often.
So off I went…
Find out where and what happened tomorrow…
When “Q” will clue you in.
Always, Em-Musing
